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Re: Chapter 1: “Strange Days” of Apocalypse? Or, Earth Rebirth?
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 26, 2010
This is very interesting Mickel, how do I read the rest of the chapters? I see on the site you mention a download but see no link for downloading…? Good work!!… xxxxx I responded: Thanks so much for your kind feedback. As for your question, I’m delighted in your interest. I actually wrote the book about a decade ago, but I I am working on updating it. The original is on my Primal Spirit site. This link takes you to the table of contents, with the titles being links to the chapters: http://bit.ly/apocbk I know it is hard to read on that site — you have to read down the left side — but I haven’t found a way to shorten the links on the right hand side, which FrontPage put there automatically, without making a much huger problem. The site where I have started to update is on Apocalypse Emergency site at: http://birt.ly/apemg On the left side (you might have to scroll below some Google ads) are links to what I have done so far as far as revising, which includes the Introduction, which is the page the link takes you to, which is titled, “Apocalypse Is Now, Why Not Known?” but also the first chapter, “Strange Days” (which is what I sent you that you read), and “The Will to Die” Parts 1 and 2. As for the downloadable parts, they are the audio clips, some of which are on the Apocalypse Emergency site.
But what I have in audio form of this book, with descriptions and sample quotes are all in one place, at Entertonement.com, where they are all embedded from. Here are the links to the audio clips, which all are downloadable, as is explained with them, as mp3 files, with a download logo on the right each of the audio players: Apocalypse Emergency is heard being read and elaborated on at:
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/rmcffzyvrk–apocalypseemergency-full-avs-ap-or-ndeidited-perf-EntUp The reading of The Will to Die, Part 1 being “The Will to Die, Pt. 1 Zombies and the Sad Proselytists” is heard at
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/dlpjjxztxw–The-Will-to-Die-Pt-1-Zombies-and-the-Sad-Proselytists-by-SillyMickel-Adzema-The-Once-and-Future-News The reading of The Will to Die, Part 2 being “The Will to Die, Part 2: Thanatos Walking” and is at
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/fgycycfssn–Pt-2-ThanatosWalking-04-15-09 Chapter One “Strange Days” is heard being read and elaborated on at:
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/qynqmjwlmk–Apocalypse-Or-New-Dawn-Ch-1-Strange-Days-by-SillyMickel-AdzemaSillyMickel%27s-Calling-the-Noble-in-Spirit-Wake-Up- Chapter Two “The Perinatal Unconscious” is hear being read and elaborated on at:
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/rfrhsmtjnm–Chapt2-Apoc-orN-Dawn-Ent-Up
Chapter Eight is a reading in two parts, part one being “Apocalypse or New Dawn, Ch. 8: Derailing the Cycles of War.and Violence, Pt.1: What Say We Leave a Planet For Our Offspring?” and is at
Chapter Eight, Part 2 is Apocalypse, or New Dawn?: Chapter Eight: “Derailing the Cycles of War and Violence, Part 2: Can You Handle Happiness? (And the Pain That Comes With It?)” and is at
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/syglfhsvld–Apocalypse-or-New-Dawn-Chapter-Eight-Derailing-the-Cycles-of-War-and-Violence-Part-2-Can-You-Handle-Happiness-And-the-Pain-That-Comes-With-It-by-SillyMickel-Adzema-The-Once-and-Future-News-SillyMickel%27s-Calling-the-Noble-in-Spirit-Wake- Thanks so much for your interest…… xxxxxxxx THE ORIGINAL POST BEING REFERRED TO ABOVE IS COPIED BELOW:
On 24 May 2010 13:30, Mickel Adzema wrote:This is something that affects us all. And we need to do it more for our children and grandchildren than for ourselves. The unstoppable oil leak in the Gulf is a tiny harbinger, only, of what is coming and what is at stake. If you turn away, then the rest of us will work to save your lives too, knowing what fear there is in humans that form their thoughts and attitudes. We will do it for you, for we love you, but we will fail unless enough can overcome their fears. We are in God’s hands ultimately; but God’s hands on Earth are human hands, as we all know.
So I encourage you to check out the post — especially the audio clip rendition of it — at the link below: https://sites.google.com/site/apocalypseemergency/chapter-1-strange-days Don’t do it for me…do it for yourself — you will feel better knowing you are arrayed with the forces of light during these dark times…that you have done something, made a start, rather than were part of the problem….but mostly do it for the ones you love. And love, that is something that you certainly do, something you know, of that I know for sure. What follows is a sample of the text only of what is at the link:Chapter 1: Strange Days
Apocalypse? Or, Earth Rebirth? We live in unprecedented times, times in which the possibility of ending our species in our lifetime, even eliminating all life on this planet, are very real possibilities. No other time has been like this. And the effect of this possibility of the actual end of days, so to speak, while so horrifying that we are in denial of it and hardly speak it, hangs over us and affects us in ways unique and fantastic.
We will either heroically, somehow, save our species and our planet, which will require a change of our human nature unlike anything that has been asked of our species ever before, or we will be the witnesses of the elimination of life on this planet in some way that we cannot imagine, but can only be horrific in the extreme. This clip is about facing, not denying, the unique dire character of our times and finding out what it says about us and requires of us. But also it is about what it is about our species that we — of all the other species here — are the ones, the only ones, that would bring about such a possibility. Just what is it about us that could allow us to so violate our home as to make the death of us all possible? This is something that somebody should be addressing, don’t you think? I will begin that here. Come along, if you dare. But this is not for those who would prefer to keep their heads in the sand and to sleepwalk through life. Certainly that is part of the reason that we could get to this pass; but it is doubtful that such people, in such deep denial of the signs around them, would be able to hear what is here being brought to light. But if instead you are of the type that would wish to look fiercely at the truth, no matter how horrifying it might be, and to truly witness and be awake in these most fantastic of times, then listen up. There is much here to see, and so much of it the mainstream would never touch for fear of creating a panic. Still, to survive, our species must face our problems, not look away. And there is a nobility in doing that, which is unlike any kind of noblility or heroism that has been asked of our species before. I hope, for the sake of us all, that you are one of those heroes, for we will need many in order to reverse our current downslide into oblivion.SOMETHING’S HAPPENING
“Something’s happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear.” So goes a hugely popular song from the Sixties, sung by Buffalo Springfield. Meanwhile Jim Morrison of the rock group The Doors sang “Break on through to the other side.” A decade later John Lennon sang “Strange days, indeed . . . most peculiar, mama!” That was in the late Seventies; not long afterwards he was murdered. More recently, the group R.E.M. enjoyed enormous success singing, “It’s the end of the world, as we know it”; and then, parenthetically singing, “and I feel fine.”
My point is that there is something happening here . . . something unprecedented in the entire history of this planet, as far as we are able to know. There are powerful factors and influences at work in our world now that have the capacity to change us and our world in radical ways . . . for good or ill. My point also is that this unprecedented situation, like the “break on through to the other side” lyric indicates, has something to do with birth feelings, birth trauma . . . an emerging perinatal unconscious.
What I have in mind in the ensuing posts on this topic is to attempt to reawaken you to the unique character of our times. Then I expect to persuade you that this unprecedented era in history is rife with the perinatal, that is, with things having to do with the time around our births. This contemporary age is permeated by perinatal symbolism, elements, evidence, behavior, rituals, and situations — in other words, I expect to show that the events of these “strange days” are being sculpted by an emerging perinatal unconscious — an unconscious that was created out of the trauma of our entering into this world, our birth trauma. Finally, I intend to say a few words about what might be the outcome of these emerging perinatal trends — new age or apocalypse.
STRANGE DAYS
For most people, I would assume that I am not telling you anything new in pointing out that our times are unique. For that matter, all times are unique — unlike any other. But what no other time has seen is the actual — not imagined — possibility, even likelihood, of the “end of the world,” that is to say, of the end of our species and maybe all life on this planet along with us. Considering just one scenario, we have the capacity, with only a minuscule amount of our nuclear weapons, to wipe out all life on this planet. (We all know this.)
I used the phrase, just now, “end of the world,” deliberately, for I expect that it will evoke in some a reaction that what I am going to say from here on will be a drawn-out verbal version of a familiar cartoon depicting a bearded and bedraggled man on a street corner, carrying a sign or wearing a clapboard proclaiming, “The end is near!” and that what I will say will have just about as much credibility as that man’s would. I take that chance to make my first point . . . which is: The fact that we can so easily dismiss, ridicule, and smugly deride such ideas of apocalypse points to our complacency with these strangest and most precarious of days. In fact, we have lived with this unprecedented situation — dangling on a thread, as it were, above the abyss of nuclear annihilation, to name just one of the possible forces of extinction . . . we’ve lived with it for so long as for it to seem commonplace — as part of the normal and familiar furniture of our daily lives.HEADS IN THE SAND
It has become so much a part of our daily lives, in fact, that we hardly give it any thought anymore. But, for a moment, let us just imagine a person from a previous time in history being somehow transported into this time and being made to understand the impending forces of environmental collapse, nuclear threat, population explosion, and so on; and — unless this person was Nostradamus — we can imagine this person would be hugely alarmed — to say the least — and might well wonder at our nonchalance, or should we say apathy, in the face of such likely, not just potential, apocalypse.
So I won’t waste time pointing out the statistics that prove the premise that the current trends we are following are apocalyptic. For example: environmentally — with the depletion of the ozone layer; the rapid deforestation, or, let us say, the ravaging of the lungs of the planet; globally increasing air pollution; the dying off of the life of the oceans — the oxygen-producing plankton — and, hence, the basis of all life on this planet; the greenhouse effect; and so on; nor the nuclear threat, whether precipitated by terrorists, rogue nations, or accident; the continuing explosion of the world’s population leading to likely famine, wars, diseases, and so on; the possibility of virulent epidemic that cannot be cured, as strains of micro-organisms evolve that are immune to our much-touted antibiotics; the possibility of rogue nations, tyrants, or terrorists employing weapons of mass destruction, possibly leading to ever-mounting rounds of retaliation with eventually no one left standing or, instead, the weapons, such as biological weapons, getting out of control and creating a worldwide epidemic . . . no, I won’t go into supporting that premise. The evidence and statistics are there for all to see, published and promulgated by the best scientists of our time, mixed in with the more mundane messages of our daily newspapers and nightly newscasts, though we mostly turn our ears from them. In fact, if you are not already aware of the global crisis that besets us, I do not think you will get much out of reading further in this book and would probably better spend your time doing something else. There will always be those that will have their heads in the sand and will be cast about like flotsam upon the waters by the events swirling around them — impotent in the face of them and dependent upon other’s actions for the result. Assuming you are not one of these — a good bet, if you’ve managed to get to this paragraph — there is much to say about the current apocalyptic trends.FACING FOURSQUARE
But even those of us aware of this crisis hardly think of it. Of course it is our normal psychic defenses that operate to keep this huge awareness out of our daily minds; we must do this in order to be able to function. But perhaps, for some of us, our defenses work too well — so much so that we unthinkingly participate in and contribute to our own demise. This is classic neurotic self-sabotaging, self-destruction on a macro scale.However, psychologists, historians, psychohistorians, and scholars and the educated public claim not to be like that. It is their job, or their claim, to be looking squarely into the face of these forces of denial and potential apocalypse and to be seeking to understand the human condition and human psychology in light of them. It is their duty then to inform the rest of us about what they see so that we might have a chance of reversing our self-destructive tendencies.Whether the educated public and the multitude of scholars actually are fulfilling their mission in these times is debatable. Regardless, my thesis is that when we do this, when we look foursquare into the face of the global crisis and its accompanying denial, we find that these unprecedented global factors contribute to a unique and unprecedented human condition and psychology. I have seen a bumper sticker around, in California where I live, that proclaims, “If you’re not angry, you’re not paying attention!” It could as easily say, however, “If you’re not alarmed,” fearful, anxious, depressed . . . you name it, “you’re not paying attention!”So then let us pay attention. This book is about facing foursquare into the fantastic circumstances and situation in which we find ourselves, watching, like a photograph emerging in solution, as the face of these times slowly comes into view, and then waking up to the meaning of the message, perhaps the warning, it brings us, so that we might live most fully and take up our roles consciously amid these unprecedented unfoldings. What is required of us now, then, having turned to receive the message, is to look deep into the features of our age. Let us begin. __________________________________ For more: https://sites.google.com/site/apocalypseemergency/chapter-1-strange-days also:
God says, HE’D never be as judgmental or punishing as any human would because, he said, because “I am all of you. I am everything. and I like to be nice to me…’cause if I can’t be on my side, who can?” Now ya just can’t argue with that kind of “The
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 26, 2010
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Date: Wed, May 26, 2010 at 4:26 AM
Subject: God says, HE’D never be as judgmental or punishing as any human would because, he said, because “I am all of you. I am everything. and I like to be nice to me…’cause if I can’t be on my side, who can?” Now ya just can’t argue with that kind of “The
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I couldn’t help it, I was laughin my ass off. There’s God dancin, singin, smilin & trippin, really gettin into it
I mean he really dug it. I couldn’t help it, I was laughin my ass off. There’s God dancin and singin, smilin and trippin. Christ! …er…should I? Oh what the hell. If you knew him, you’d realize he don’t give a shit about words you say; it’s the hurtful words, oh and the greed, murder, and rape — he’s not silly bout them at all….
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God Gets Me Stoned, Digs Joan Osborne. “Don’t Be So Judgmental,” He Says. by SillyMickel Adzema
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God Gets Me Stoned, Digs Joan Osborne. “Don’t Be So Judgmental,” He Says. by SillyMickel Adzema sound bite
[NOTE: This monologue is clipped from a much longer audio monologue titled, “Funny Fantasy Turns Hilarious Meeting With God, Who Reveals All Reasons Behind Existence, God, Living Things; So Much More Wonderful Than Ever Imagined By Humans; and, Sadly, Because Humans Are Not Yet Capable of Even Imagining Such Love and Goodness”
SILLYMICKEL’S ORIGINAL COMEDIC-PHILOSOPHIC-SPIRITUAL MONOLOGUE, IN MP3, AUDIO CLIP FROM, AS TITLED ABOVE, CAN BE LISTENED TO BY CLICKING THE PLAYER BELOW:]
Funny Fantasy Turns Hilarious Meeting with God Who Reveals All Reasons behind Existence, God, Living Things; So Much More Wonderful Than Ever Imagined by Humans; and Sadly because Humans Are Not Yet Capable of Even Imagining Such Love and Goodness. sound bite
Well that was a trip. No…No Thanks to any of you folks, I mean…hey! Ya know what happened?
I melted…yea, you saw that part…then I became this puddle. OK. The cat drank me, thinking I was delicious! Hey!
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So I was up there in front of the Real Justice, the
Real One. And, guess what! Ha! turns…to all of you! Turns out God hates forms as much as me. So there!
In fact, we hit it off pretty good…good with god, hey, now there’s my next title, hmmmm, goodwithgod…Shit, guys, he’s got the best — I’m telling you — HASH brownies… no lie!! Wow, you think yer trippin. Try being dead sometime and hanging out with God in, well, where he lives…I think Oregon, now, that’s what it looked like…And these big mutha hash brownies …. De-lic-ious. I’m tellin ya! But kicked my BUTT! I’m tellin ya, God can do some shit! Didn’t seem to faze him, but he did start acting sillier than even He usually is. Well I was toast, I was starting to brown out. But you couldn’t miss the Major and Only Consciousness, not when he’s breakin into “What if god was one of us, just a slob like one of us. Just a stranger”…I mean, you know… Maybe, uh…I suppose he sang a little bit better then me…I have to say that, though, cause He’s God, ya know. Well…no, but He’s a nice guy…. Anyway, so… “there’s a stranger on the street.” And, and like, like that, you know, “tryin to make his way ho-ooo-ome….” ho-oome…..” I mean he really dug it. I couldn’t help it, I was laughin my ass off. There’s god dancin and singin, smilin and trippin. Christ! …er…should I? Oh what the hell. If you knew him, you’d realize he don’t give a shit about words you say; it’s the hurtful words, oh and the greed, murder, and rape — he’s not silly bout them at all…. Anyway, there he is even gettin into the parody of it. you know, like, you know, the one that was made of it, you know, like that, uh, guy does, but anyway it was a woman…and she said “what if god smoked cannabis, hit the bong like some of us” [chuckle] really gettin into it…I mean God is really getting into it…He’s goin’: “yea, yea, god smells good” and like that. I mean, I cou…I never laughed so hard. I mean I always knew that God, that if God were good and loving he’d have to be silly. Cause well being serious all the time means you ain’t good and loving! But this was like, Wow, God is the funniest Dude there is! Aw…Hmmm… funnygod@gmail…. Naw no one would believe it. besides, I think he’s saving that one for Himself. It was alright…. it’s all…. It was, it was ALL great!…there was…there was one… like I said…. OK, oh…like I said he digs Joan Osborne. So…. So, when he starts breakin into her “Let’s Just Get Naked” you know, like…I forget the tune now… “just for a laugh…it’s a thrill and a half” “we’ve been together so….I hope it wasn’t just the drugs” …something like that. I forgetting now too. But, well, well, what would do you think? First I…but He’s getting’ into it…He’s got perfect pitch of course, you know….anyway, first, I’m uncomfortable thinkin – hey, like…I’m a guy, is this appropriate? I mean, I swear I did flash on those Catholic priests, my bad…I mean… how could I think about…God…How could I think that about God? I mean…oh that damn Catholic in me; I’m startin to think even He’s a perv. Oh, uh, but, luckily, saved by my early youth investment in primal therapy I end…I ended that trip, man. But then there was another, right on its heels: like He…like what if God was only appearing to me as a man…because I am and shit, ya know…and well…what about that: You know that stuff we say like [like as if praying:] “I ask, please, that God/Goddess, aah, will find it in His/Her divine, yilly, yani, whatever…” Ya know, yada, yada, whatever.” I mean…male, female…why…you know, it shouldn’t be, right?…so I’m thinkin…If he’s just as much…I mean what if He is He just as much a She and can be one whenever. So I’m hearing…and I’m thinkin’, well that makes sense since He’s everybody so…Hell, He IS half female, and I’m hear…but I’m hearin’ this “get naked” song and now I’m freakin’ again. I’m thinkin, oh yeah, all my mofo friends melt…melted me because they thought I dissed Mary Lynn; and…and NOW I’m having the time of my life with God, and he’s telling me to forgive my friends for being so judgmental and punishing. He’s saying, HE’D never be as judgmental or punishing as any human would because, well, he said, because…because…I am all of you. He says, I am all of you, I am everything and, “I like to be nice to me; cause if I can’t be on my side, who can?” Now ya just can’t argue with that kind of “There’s nothing that exists but me” reasoning, I mean…especially when He’s…….especially when He’s….heh….should I start saying She’s?…proving it to you. So anyway, there I am, and now I’m thinking, “Christ, if you turn into a beautiful chick… you know, what the hell’s with this “just get naked” stuff… great song, I mean, but, well I’m trippin, remember? I’m not quite thinkin straight so I’ve got it all screwed up in my mind that I’d be, you know, that I’d be just proving the mofo’s down there right, that I’d end up being unfaithful to my wife with god…dess... and prove a bigger cad than they already melted me for. So, there I am all screwed up thinking I’m gonna have to choose between proving to Anna, and Mary Beth, and Doug, and Peter…you bastard, Peter, you know I love your Ma…and fuzzy feet caseycat he Mah and Clara…aah I’ll prove all of you wrong, or turn… down sex with Goddess. And you tell me how the hell you say no to Goddess/God?…I’m still wonderin if a non-Catholic would’ve gone through that kind of hell. Well, all I can say is that it’s a fine damn thing that the hash starting wearing off a bit… wow!…or maybe God was just laughin so hard at what He/She knew I was thinkin but…and… but then had pity on me. Because with, with more clarity I began to see how tripped out I’d been! Like, hey! Look (a) I’M FREAKIN’ DEAD! What the hell do I care about provin anything to you guys, let alone how would you know, and so on? But also, he…(b) Hey, I’m with God, fer Chrissakes! Now, now that I think of it and look around, I know, I know, you’d think this would be the first thing I’d notice, but, well, don’t be so judg-men-tal!…I mean, I…ya..member I got that from the Main Person Him or Her self….cause…cause how do you know? Ya know?…so don’t go judgin’ me… and, and…and also how you’d be after ingesting, ingesting God’s own private stash. Seriously, do you really think you’ve ever had anything as strong…as the crop God’s got?? C’mon, a little reason, here, folks. thank you. So anyway it dawn’s on me that I’d been naked…that we’d been naked the whole time .. shesh, whileallthis’sbeengoinon…Not even feathery wings or any of that happy ho no. Wellll…. Well of course that well, of course, see, clothes…or heaven…Well (1) you’re clothes don’t have a soul. Sheesh! What were you… er, er ah, I thinkin? that’s dumb! Then the, then the hash was really wearing off and my superior intellect really started to kick in: Like…like it start to say:… “Hey dummy…talkin to myself, see…this is frigging heaven!” …ya know, when I lived in Oregon, I JUST KNEW God was hanging out up there…aah, too hard to explain… “so anyway in heaven, so in heaven” I tell myself, toler…I tell myself tolerating…tolerating me: “Do you really think there’d be sweat shops spewing out conveyors of clothes? hmmmm?” “UH, No, I answer myself, seeing the wisdom of my self’s question.” “And in heaven, do you think there’d be anybody having to slave their lives, er, their, timelessness, away?…Indeed!” continued the erudite little puke…that I was having second thoughts about being so proud of, now that it’s me Socratic dialoguing all over my ass…OK “Indeed!” erudite me said “It’s heaven, so why would ANYone have to work!?” Yea, of course, he was right, but he didn’t have to stress that “ANY”…a big ol’ ANYwu… that way; it was like he was saying, “It’s obvious to everyone, dummy; what’d you do catch “brain deadness” all of a sudden? Course he didn’t say that out loud, but, you see, like I said earlier, I went through primal therapy, back in the day, so I know a little bit more about myself than the average schmuck. So that’s why I can tell when I’m being a dick to me. Well, long story short…oh, huh, I see, way too late for that, anyway. Well anyway, turns out that…hell now here’s where that Catholic stuff woulda actually helped me out…well, in heaven there’s no sin, no sin, means no shame, no shame means why get dressed?! [NOTE: This monologue is clipped from a much longer audio monologue titled, “Funny Fantasy Turns Hilarious Meeting With God, Who Reveals All Reasons Behind Existence, God, Living Things; So Much More Wonderful Than Ever Imagined By Humans; and, Sadly, Because Humans Are Not Yet Capable of Even Imagining Such Love and Goodness”SILLYMICKEL’S ORIGINAL COMEDIC-PHILOSOPHIC-SPIRITUAL MONOLOGUE, IN MP3, AUDIO CLIP FROM, AS TITLED ABOVE, CAN BE LISTENED TO BY CLICKING THE PLAYER BELOW:]
The psychology of Extinction: Murder of untold billions through greed, laziness, egotism..well, I say, EVIL!
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 26, 2010
Amplify‘d from openintelligence.amplify.com:
Mar 20, 2010 2:18pm by Open Intelligence The economy works by making people selfish. Mass extinction is merely collateral damage. Species are going extinct because humans can’t see it happening, and therefore we can’t believe it is happening. It is as simple as that. Believing that the elephant will no longer be around is like believing that one day the sun will rise in the west and the stars will fall as rain. We can only really get a handle on the short-term. A generation at most. Long-term planning means the next year or two. Our minds can’t cope with anything longer. That’s why we choose to govern ourselves by means of a comfortable timescale. Four years, five years: that’s Politician’s Time. Extinction is a happening thing, as I have pointed out more than once before. But it is happening in slow motion: you don’t see a monkey turn into a man, and you don’t see an animal go extinct. It’s just that one day you notice that they haven’t been about for a few years. The current rate of extinction is one species an hour, Which brings us to the disaster of Cites. TRead more at www.timesonline.co.uk
A prediction, if we survive without the necessary animals (& plant life), one of the most popular passtimes will be playing virtual reality games where virtual flora and fauna are nurtured and protected religiously.
Re: http://amplify.com/u/3evj @OPEN_INTEL
If it were possible you’d be exactly right! Fortunately it’s not & word from the other side is those who remain after the shift will still be playing in grass which actually tickles the toesies…
Scientists are saying we will see a 50% die-off rate (extinction) rate of species within the next 20 to 50 years, i.e., within that time, half the species we see now (or actually a few years ago) will be gone forever. To think that we will be around, at that time, even to watch video games, is the same as a doctor saying to someone “Sorry, within 20 to 50 years, half of the organs in your body will be gone. They’ll die and “fall” away.”
OK, now you tell me that that we’re going to be alive to even see what happens after this! Does no one realize how much death that means? Does no one see any interconnections between us and planetmates? The world will come to an end if bankers don’t get money, if they did away with roads, or trucks…it’s Mad Max time, right? Well, how about when the bees didn’t show up. One species of untold hundreds of thousands or more and our economy was going ape shit! What happens with hundreds of thousands of species gone forever?
Well, so sorry to disturb. Enjoy your hamburger, now.
RT @OPEN_INTEL The pyschology of tragedy – Extinction? I’m afraid haven’t got time for it http://amplify.com/u/3evj It’s not just the immense amount death, suffering and loss caused by industrial civilisation, it is the lack of lamentation which makes it even harder to take.
So, so true, Open Intelligence. It is unfathomable. I’ve written up my observations of people actually looking forward to it; even feeling celebratory about it. Is this not the biggest, most pervasive, most massive “case” of Thanatos we’ve ever seen? I look around and see a global “Will to Die”? Is that part of what you are saying…”the lack of lamentation”?
Re: http://amplify.com/u/3evj @OPEN_INTEL
We’re assuming here that death is indeed an evil…
Good point. Early thinking on the ethics of extinction presented extinctions as opportunities for new species and paths of evolution. In the normal course of things, there is no problem with a positive view of extinction. If the dinosaurs had not become extinct, humans would not have evolved. The difference with the current wave of extinctions is that they result from ecocide inflicted on the rest of creation by a single species. Neither death, nor extinction are evil, murder and ecocide are. p.s. Come to think of it, I prefer multiple evils over a single Evil.
May 25, 2010 10:44pm by Mickel Adzema:
Concerning extinction of species — ourselves and other species — which is going on, the idea is put forth that we are assuming that death is evil, which is meant, in context, to be taken spiritually, philosophically.
My reply was: Mickel Adzema: You make the point that needs to be considered as it sits deep down in the hidden center of this particular wordpool. It’s a mind-bender and mind-stretcher when you stray down your road for sure. But after having been down it a fair number of times, both on my own as well as with companions, I find one tangible, unshakable thing, only, to still and focus my vision and guide my stance, actions, and position with surety. It’s this: I, for one, am not assuming death is an evil. I don’t believe that death is evil at all, quite the contrary. That is a spiritual perspective; and that is a perspective about death in its essence. But in asking the question you are making a common mistake, and in this situation a highly attractive, almost irresistible, siren soundingly powerful one. You are mistaking, as analogy, the beautiful precise utility of a finely honed and balanced knife (e.g.) with what is really important and what is so hard to look at or fathom or even let into one’s thoughts: that is, the horrific, ghastly, unbelievably bloody and messy, grotesque, garish… infinitely hellacious and mind-drippingly insane scene that is right in front of all of us: that of the angelic young girl and her vulnerable innocent and kind-hearted mother, their bodies slashed, cut up, stabbed, gouged, even chopped and minced, and strewn widely and randomly in this ungodly lake of blood framed within this just recently homey, comforting surround of simple comfortable living room furniture and accouterments, which now, however, are awash and stained and forever nightmarish as they record in blood, guts, and other of that ilk, but of which we do not want even to know, the violence, wild aggression, horrible pain, fear, terror, and trauma of the event — the murder… the murder that was so precisely perfect in its nightmarishness as it was aided in its perfect horror by such a beautifully crafted, finely honed, exquisitely and marvelously sharp, perfectly balanced and joyous to feel, hold, and use KNIFE. A.A. I’m saying, OK death is beautiful, and going back to God is, my belief, the highest accomplishment and culmination of a life lived well. But we’re not talking about my death or your death. We’re talking about you and I deciding, by refusing to fight back the apocalypse (merely by changing some of our greedy, wasteful, egoistic ways) the death of untold billions of other living conscious beings, indeed, of conscious things that we are not evolved enough to even be aware of. We are deciding that THEIR death, because of our actions…well, that’s not so evil, eh? Well, that’s easy for US to say. But how about them? Don’t you think they might be a tad upset that we would be deciding this FOR THEM…(Jonestown-style)? So, A.A., you bring up the point that needs to be addressed before we can really commit ourselves to the fight and the struggle to change that is being required of us. But I offer that I have never found anyone able to shake or even threaten the principle I’ve found to stand on: God’s creation, which includes death, in His time and in the way He would have for each of us, is beauteous perfection. But, MURDER…that is, MY deciding…or ANYONE (but God) deciding for another that death is good, well… well… Isn’t that what Hitler did? what the Nazis did? Death — not evil, may be beautiful. Murder of untold billions through greed, laziness, egotism, hubris, and extreme lack of empathy and feeling for the feelings/consciousness of those others…. well, I say,EVIL! Evil beyond all imagining. Evil beyond anything ever conceived or acted ever before in the uncountable millions of years of existence of this planet. EVIL — even the killing of the planet — its systems so perfectly balanced, so far beyond our comprehension — of a nature that is beyond our comprehension, for all we know is akin to a higher consciousness, a deva, a god, goddess. Yes, evil to murder, incredibly evil to bring to an end such things so far above and beyond our understanding that we cannot even comprehend the magnitude of that evil. Now, that’s my conclusion, A.A. I deem that murder on a scale so huge as to be inconceivable and of beings that we have no way of knowing how great is that crime, not to mention our own species and their uncountable numbers… Well, yea, A.A., that is something I don’t think that I want to ever think that I helped to happen…indeed it is EVIL so huge that I think that I would not feel right, ever again, in the consciousness forever after this life and after my death, if I did not expend every once of my energy while I still can/could to try to prevent, to try to stop, to work against, to struggle to keep from happening. I think that consciousness can not be destroyed — so death is not “evil” — but as we stand on the precipice of this planet murder and hugest crime of all time as far as we know before us and with us, as a species, being the cause of it… Well, friend, I can only say the worst thing that I can imagine is having an eternity of consciousness knowing that I could have been part of the solution, but I trivialized it, I used a convenient spiritual belief/teaching/awareness to rationalize it so that I could continue asleep and unaware of the horror I participated in as I chose, through being afraid to look at the immense suffering involved, to blind myself with distractions (the perfect knife, the death that is not evil), and so instead of an eternity of peace knowing that I stood against the greatest evil ever known and fought as hard as I could, although we failed… instead it could be an eternity of regret and loathing not being able to be unaware that I was a part of the horror, the monster, participated in the killing, and helped others to also, by participating in the feel-good cover-up, the blinding of eyes, the zombification of brains, as the deepest darkness ever known gradually but unmistakably arose on the horizon and came toward us, increasing in speed, becoming more fiercesome, detailed, clear, unmistakable, unavoidable, and ever harder to be blind to, ever clearer in its brutality and the suffering, and unimaginable pain in its aftermath, and so I would spend an eternity knowing, not being able to not know that I WAS it, that I became it, helped it…that I was, er, “part of the problem”… and I didn’t have to be. How about you A.A.? Care to choose what you’d like to have sitting around in that imperishable unending forever consciousness that we’re “blessed” with? [In fairness, AA. replied:] A. A. Lee: Re: http://amplify.com/u/3evj @OPEN_INTEL
Check, check, check and check. All correct! As well as beautifully written… I was just pointing out one facet of the whole truth. And don’t worry about my choices, honey ~ I’ve been a loose cannon in the army of light my whole life… [And my reply:]
Mickel Adzema lol. and… ty…ty…ok, got your point, and, yes, like I said and meant — it needed to be said and addressed, so appreciate your “voicing” it….and….
right on, sister!
>Re: Chapter 1: "Strange Days" of Apocalypse? Or, Earth Rebirth?
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 26, 2010
>
This is very interesting Mickel, how do I read the rest of the chapters?
I see on the site you mention a download but see no link for downloading…?
Good work!!…
xxxxx
I responded:
Thanks so much for your kind feedback.
As for your question, I'm delighted in your interest. I actually wrote the book about a decade ago, but I I am working on updating it.
The original is on my Primal Spirit site. This link takes you to the table of contents, with the titles being links to the chapters:
I know it is hard to read on that site — you have to read down the left side — but I haven't found a way to shorten the links on the right hand side, which FrontPage put there automatically, without making a much huger problem.
The site where I have started to update is on Apocalypse Emergency site at:
On the left side (you might have to scroll below some Google ads) are links to what I have done so far as far as revising, which includes the Introduction, which is the page the link takes you to, which is titled, "Apocalypse Is Now, Why Not Known?" but also the first chapter, "Strange Days" (which is what I sent you that you read), and "The Will to Die" Parts 1 and 2.
As for the downloadable parts, they are the audio clips, some of which are on the Apocalypse Emergency site.
But what I have in audio form of this book, with descriptions and sample quotes are all in one place, at Entertonement.com, where they are all embedded from. Here are the links to the audio clips, which all are downloadable, as is explained with them, as mp3 files, with a download logo on the right each of the audio players:
Apocalypse Emergency is heard being read and elaborated on at:
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/rmcffzyvrk–apocalypseemergency-full-avs-ap-or-ndeidited-perf-EntUp
The reading of The Will to Die, Part 1 being "The Will to Die, Pt. 1 Zombies and the Sad Proselytists" is heard at
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/dlpjjxztxw–The-Will-to-Die-Pt-1-Zombies-and-the-Sad-Proselytists-by-SillyMickel-Adzema-The-Once-and-Future-News
The reading of The Will to Die, Part 2 being "The Will to Die, Part 2: Thanatos Walking" and is at
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/fgycycfssn–Pt-2-ThanatosWalking-04-15-09
Chapter One "Strange Days" is heard being read and elaborated on at:
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/qynqmjwlmk–Apocalypse-Or-New-Dawn-Ch-1-Strange-Days-by-SillyMickel-AdzemaSillyMickel%27s-Calling-the-Noble-in-Spirit-Wake-Up-
Chapter Two "The Perinatal Unconscious" is hear being read and elaborated on at:
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/rfrhsmtjnm–Chapt2-Apoc-orN-Dawn-Ent-Up
Chapter Eight is a reading in two parts, part one being "Apocalypse or New Dawn, Ch. 8: Derailing the Cycles of War.and Violence, Pt.1: What Say We Leave a Planet For Our Offspring?" and is at
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/syglfhsvld–Apocalypse-or-New-Dawn-Chapter-Eight-Derailing-the-Cycles-of-War-and-Violence-Part-2-Can-You-Handle-Happiness-And-the-Pain-That-Comes-With-It-by-SillyMickel-Adzema-The-Once-and-Future-News-SillyMickel%27s-Calling-the-Noble-in-Spirit-Wake-
Thanks so much for your interest……
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THE ORIGINAL POST BEING REFERRED TO ABOVE IS COPIED BELOW:
On 24 May 2010 13:30, Mickel Adzema wrote:This is something that affects us all. And we need to do it more for our children and grandchildren than for ourselves. The unstoppable oil leak in the Gulf is a tiny harbinger, only, of what is coming and what is at stake. If you turn away, then the rest of us will work to save your lives too, knowing what fear there is in humans that form their thoughts and attitudes. We will do it for you, for we love you, but we will fail unless enough can overcome their fears. We are in God's hands ultimately; but God's hands on Earth are human hands, as we all know.
So I encourage you to check out the post — especially the audio clip rendition of it — at the link below:
https://sites.google.com/site/apocalypseemergency/chapter-1-strange-days
Don't do it for me…do it for yourself — you will feel better knowing you are arrayed with the forces of light during these dark times…that you have done something, made a start, rather than were part of the problem….but mostly do it for the ones you love. And love, that is something that you certainly do, something you know, of that I know for sure.
What follows is a sample of the text only of what is at the link:
Chapter 1: Strange Days
Apocalypse? Or, Earth Rebirth? We live in unprecedented times, times in which the possibility of ending our species in our lifetime, even eliminating all life on this planet, are very real possibilities. No other time has been like this. And the effect of this possibility of the actual end of days, so to speak, while so horrifying that we are in denial of it and hardly speak it, hangs over us and affects us in ways unique and fantastic.
We will either heroically, somehow, save our species and our planet, which will require a change of our human nature unlike anything that has been asked of our species ever before, or we will be the witnesses of the elimination of life on this planet in some way that we cannot imagine, but can only be horrific in the extreme. This clip is about facing, not denying, the unique dire character of our times and finding out what it says about us and requires of us. But also it is about what it is about our species that we — of all the other species here — are the ones, the only ones, that would bring about such a possibility. Just what is it about us that could allow us to so violate our home as to make the death of us all possible? This is something that somebody should be addressing, don't you think? I will begin that here. Come along, if you dare. But this is not for those who would prefer to keep their heads in the sand and to sleepwalk through life. Certainly that is part of the reason that we could get to this pass; but it is doubtful that such people, in such deep denial of the signs around them, would be able to hear what is here being brought to light. But if instead you are of the type that would wish to look fiercely at the truth, no matter how horrifying it might be, and to truly witness and be awake in these most fantastic of times, then listen up. There is much here to see, and so much of it the mainstream would never touch for fear of creating a panic. Still, to survive, our species must face our problems, not look away. And there is a nobility in doing that, which is unlike any kind of noblility or heroism that has been asked of our species before. I hope, for the sake of us all, that you are one of those heroes, for we will need many in order to reverse our current downslide into oblivion.
SOMETHING'S HAPPENING
"Something’s happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear." So goes a hugely popular song from the Sixties, sung by Buffalo Springfield. Meanwhile Jim Morrison of the rock group The Doors sang "Break on through to the other side." A decade later John Lennon sang "Strange days, indeed . . . most peculiar, mama!" That was in the late Seventies; not long afterwards he was murdered. More recently, the group R.E.M. enjoyed enormous success singing, "It’s the end of the world, as we know it"; and then, parenthetically singing, "and I feel fine."
My point is that there is something happening here . . . something unprecedented in the entire history of this planet, as far as we are able to know. There are powerful factors and influences at work in our world now that have the capacity to change us and our world in radical ways . . . for good or ill. My point also is that this unprecedented situation, like the "break on through to the other side" lyric indicates, has something to do with birth feelings, birth trauma . . . an emerging perinatal unconscious.What I have in mind in the ensuing posts on this topic is to attempt to reawaken you to the unique character of our times. Then I expect to persuade you that this unprecedented era in history is rife with the perinatal, that is, with things having to do with the time around our births. This contemporary age is permeated by perinatal symbolism, elements, evidence, behavior, rituals, and situations — in other words, I expect to show that the events of these "strange days" are being sculpted by an emerging perinatal unconscious — an unconscious that was created out of the trauma of our entering into this world, our birth trauma. Finally, I intend to say a few words about what might be the outcome of these emerging perinatal trends — new age or apocalypse.STRANGE DAYS
For most people, I would assume that I am not telling you anything new in pointing out that our times are unique. For that matter, all times are unique — unlike any other. But what no other time has seen is the actual — not imagined — possibility, even likelihood, of the "end of the world," that is to say, of the end of our species and maybe all life on this planet along with us. Considering just one scenario, we have the capacity, with only a minuscule amount of our nuclear weapons, to wipe out all life on this planet. (We all know this.)
I used the phrase, just now, "end of the world," deliberately, for I expect that it will evoke in some a reaction that what I am going to say from here on will be a drawn-out verbal version of a familiar cartoon depicting a bearded and bedraggled man on a street corner, carrying a sign or wearing a clapboard proclaiming, "The end is near!" and that what I will say will have just about as much credibility as that man's would. I take that chance to make my first point . . . which is: The fact that we can so easily dismiss, ridicule, and smugly deride such ideas of apocalypse points to our complacency with these strangest and most precarious of days. In fact, we have lived with this unprecedented situation — dangling on a thread, as it were, above the abyss of nuclear annihilation, to name just one of the possible forces of extinction . . . we've lived with it for so long as for it to seem commonplace — as part of the normal and familiar furniture of our daily lives.HEADS IN THE SANDIt has become so much a part of our daily lives, in fact, that we hardly give it any thought anymore. But, for a moment, let us just imagine a person from a previous time in history being somehow transported into this time and being made to understand the impending forces of environmental collapse, nuclear threat, population explosion, and so on; and — unless this person was Nostradamus — we can imagine this person would be hugely alarmed — to say the least — and might well wonder at our nonchalance, or should we say apathy, in the face of such likely, not just potential, apocalypse.So I won’t waste time pointing out the statistics that prove the premise that the current trends we are following are apocalyptic. For example: environmentally — with the depletion of the ozone layer; the rapid deforestation, or, let us say, the ravaging of the lungs of the planet; globally increasing air pollution; the dying off of the life of the oceans — the oxygen-producing plankton — and, hence, the basis of all life on this planet; the greenhouse effect; and so on; nor the nuclear threat, whether precipitated by terrorists, rogue nations, or accident; the continuing explosion of the world's population leading to likely famine, wars, diseases, and so on; the possibility of virulent epidemic that cannot be cured, as strains of micro-organisms evolve that are immune to our much-touted antibiotics; the possibility of rogue nations, tyrants, or terrorists employing weapons of mass destruction, possibly leading to ever-mounting rounds of retaliation with eventually no one left standing or, instead, the weapons, such as biological weapons, getting out of control and creating a worldwide epidemic . . . no, I won’t go into supporting that premise. The evidence and statistics are there for all to see, published and promulgated by the best scientists of our time, mixed in with the more mundane messages of our daily newspapers and nightly newscasts, though we mostly turn our ears from them. In fact, if you are not already aware of the global crisis that besets us, I do not think you will get much out of reading further in this book and would probably better spend your time doing something else. There will always be those that will have their heads in the sand and will be cast about like flotsam upon the waters by the events swirling around them — impotent in the face of them and dependent upon other's actions for the result. Assuming you are not one of these — a good bet, if you've managed to get to this paragraph — there is much to say about the current apocalyptic trends.FACING FOURSQUAREBut even those of us aware of this crisis hardly think of it. Of course it is our normal psychic defenses that operate to keep this huge awareness out of our daily minds; we must do this in order to be able to function. But perhaps, for some of us, our defenses work too well — so much so that we unthinkingly participate in and contribute to our own demise. This is classic neurotic self-sabotaging, self-destruction on a macro scale.However, psychologists, historians, psychohistorians, and scholars and the educated public claim not to be like that. It is their job, or their claim, to be looking squarely into the face of these forces of denial and potential apocalypse and to be seeking to understand the human condition and human psychology in light of them. It is their duty then to inform the rest of us about what they see so that we might have a chance of reversing our self-destructive tendencies.Whether the educated public and the multitude of scholars actually are fulfilling their mission in these times is debatable. Regardless, my thesis is that when we do this, when we look foursquare into the face of the global crisis and its accompanying denial, we find that these unprecedented global factors contribute to a unique and unprecedented human condition and psychology. I have seen a bumper sticker around, in California where I live, that proclaims, "If you’re not angry, you’re not paying attention!" It could as easily say, however, "If you’re not alarmed," fearful, anxious, depressed . . . you name it, "you’re not paying attention!"So then let us pay attention. This book is about facing foursquare into the fantastic circumstances and situation in which we find ourselves, watching, like a photograph emerging in solution, as the face of these times slowly comes into view, and then waking up to the meaning of the message, perhaps the warning, it brings us, so that we might live most fully and take up our roles consciously amid these unprecedented unfoldings. What is required of us now, then, having turned to receive the message, is to look deep into the features of our age. Let us begin.__________________________________
For more:
https://sites.google.com/site/apocalypseemergency/chapter-1-strange-days
also:
>God says, HE’D never be as judgmental or punishing as any human would because, he said, because "I am all of you. I am everything. and I like to be nice to me…’cause if I can’t be on my side, who can?" Now ya just can’t argue with that kind of "The
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 26, 2010
>For More:
http://bit.ly/AmLmao
From: Mickel Adzema <sillymickel@gmail.com>
Date: Wed, May 26, 2010 at 4:26 AM
Subject: God says, HE’D never be as judgmental or punishing as any human would because, he said, because “I am all of you. I am everything. and I like to be nice to me…’cause if I can’t be on my side, who can?” Now ya just can’t argue with that kind of “The
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I couldn’t help it, I was laughin my ass off. There’s God dancin, singin, smilin & trippin, really gettin into it
I mean he really dug it. I couldn’t help it, I was laughin my ass off. There’s God dancin and singin, smilin and trippin. Christ! …er…should I? Oh what the hell. If you knew him, you’d realize he don’t give a shit about words you say; it’s the hurtful words, oh and the greed, murder, and rape — he’s not silly bout them at all….
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Well that was a trip. No…No Thanks to any of you folks, I mean…hey! Ya know what happened?
I melted…yea, you saw that part…then I became this puddle. OK. The cat drank me, thinking I was delicious! Hey!
- So I was up there in front of the Real Justice, the Real One. And, guess what! Ha! turns…to all of you! Turns out God hates forms as much as me. So there!
In fact, we hit it off pretty good…good with god, hey, now there’s my next title, hmmmm, goodwithgod…Shit, guys, he’s got the best — I’m telling you — HASH brownies… no lie!! Wow, you think yer trippin. Try being dead sometime and hanging out with God in, well, where he lives…I think Oregon, now, that’s what it looked like…And these big mutha hash brownies …. De-lic-ious. I’m tellin ya! But kicked my BUTT! I’m tellin ya, God can do some shit! Didn’t seem to faze him, but he did start acting sillier than even He usually is.
Well I was toast, I was starting to brown out. But you couldn’t miss the Major and Only Consciousness, not when he’s breakin into
“What if god was one of us, just a slob like one of us. Just a stranger”…I mean, you know…
Maybe, uh…I suppose he sang a little bit better then me…I have to say that, though, cause He’s God, ya know.
Well…no, but He’s a nice guy….
Anyway, so…
“there’s a stranger on the street.”
And, and like, like that, you know,
“tryin to make his way ho-ooo-ome….” ho-oome…..”
I mean he really dug it. I couldn’t help it, I was laughin my ass off. There’s god dancin and singin, smilin and trippin. Christ! …er…should I? Oh what the hell. If you knew him, you’d realize he don’t give a shit about words you say; it’s the hurtful words, oh and the greed, murder, and rape — he’s not silly bout them at all….
Anyway, there he is even gettin into the parody of it. you know, like, you know, the one that was made of it, you know, like that, uh, guy does, but anyway it was a woman…and she said
“what if god smoked cannabis, hit the bong like some of us”
[chuckle] really gettin into it…I mean God is really getting into it…He’s goin’:“yea, yea, god smells good”
and like that. I mean, I cou…I never laughed so hard. I mean I always knew that God, that if God were good and loving he’d have to be silly. Cause well being serious all the time means you ain’t good and loving!But this was like, Wow, God is the funniest Dude there is! Aw…Hmmm… funnygod@gmail…. Naw no one would believe it. besides, I think he’s saving that one for Himself.
It was alright…. it’s all….
It was, it was ALL great!…there was…there was one… like I said…. OK, oh…like I said he digs Joan Osborne. So….
So, when he starts breakin into her
“Let’s Just Get Naked”you know, like…I forget the tune now…
“just for a laugh…it’s a thrill and a half”“we’ve been together so….I hope it wasn’t just the drugs”
…something like that. I forgetting now too.But, well, well, what would do you think?
First I…but He’s getting’ into it…He’s got perfect pitch of course, you know….anyway, first, I’m uncomfortable thinkin – hey, like…I’m a guy, is this appropriate? I mean, I swear I did flash on those Catholic priests, my bad…I mean… how could I think about…God…How could I think that about God? I mean…oh that damn Catholic in me; I’m startin to think even He’s a perv.
Oh, uh, but, luckily, saved by my early youth investment in primal therapy I end…I ended that trip, man.But then there was another, right on its heels: like He…like what if God was only appearing to me as a man…because I am and shit, ya know…and well…what about that: You know that stuff we say like [like as if praying:]
“I ask, please, that God/Goddess, aah, will find it in His/Her divine, yilly, yani, whatever…” Ya know, yada, yada, whatever.”
I mean…male, female…why…you know, it shouldn’t be, right?…so I’m thinkin…If he’s just as much…I mean what if He is He just as much a She and can be one whenever. So I’m hearing…and I’m thinkin’, well that makes sense since He’s everybody so…Hell, He IS half female, and I’m hear…but I’m hearin’ this “get naked” song and now I’m freakin’ again.
I’m thinkin, oh yeah, all my mofo friends melt…melted me because they thought I dissed Mary Lynn; and…and NOW I’m having the time of my life with God, and he’s telling me to forgive my friends for being so judgmental and punishing.He’s saying, HE’D never be as judgmental or punishing as any human would because, well, he said, because…because…I am all of you. He says, I am all of you, I am everything and, “I like to be nice to me; cause if I can’t be on my side, who can?” Now ya just can’t argue with that kind of “There’s nothing that exists but me” reasoning, I mean…especially when He’s…….especially when He’s….heh….should I start saying She’s?…proving it to you.
So anyway, there I am, and now I’m thinking, “Christ, if you turn into a beautiful chick… you know, what the hell’s with this “just get naked” stuff… great song, I mean, but, well I’m trippin, remember? I’m not quite thinkin straight so I’ve got it all screwed up in my mind that I’d be, you know, that I’d be just proving the mofo’s down there right, that I’d end up being unfaithful to my wife with god…dess... and prove a bigger cad than they already melted me for.
So, there I am all screwed up thinking I’m gonna have to choose between proving to Anna, and Mary Beth, and Doug, and Peter…you bastard, Peter, you know I love your Ma…and fuzzy feet caseycat he Mah and Clara…aah I’ll prove all of you wrong, or turn… down sex with Goddess. And you tell me how the hell you say no to Goddess/God?…I’m still wonderin if a non-Catholic would’ve gone through that kind of hell.
Well, all I can say is that it’s a fine damn thing that the hash starting wearing off a bit… wow!…or maybe God was just laughin so hard at what He/She knew I was thinkin but…and… but then had pity on me. Because with, with more clarity I began to see how tripped out I’d been! Like, hey!
Look (a) I’M FREAKIN’ DEAD! What the hell do I care about provin anything to you guys, let alone how would you know, and so on?
But also, he…(b) Hey, I’m with God, fer Chrissakes! Now, now that I think of it and look around, I know, I know, you’d think this would be the first thing I’d notice, but, well, don’t be so judg-men-tal!…I mean, I…ya..member I got that from the Main Person Him or Her self….cause…cause how do you know? Ya know?…so don’t go judgin’ me… and, and…and also how you’d be after ingesting, ingesting God’s own private stash.Seriously, do you really think you’ve ever had anything as strong…as the crop God’s got?? C’mon, a little reason, here, folks. thank you. So anyway it dawn’s on me that I’d been naked…that we’d been naked the whole time .. shesh, whileallthis’sbeengoinon…Not even feathery wings or any of that happy ho no. Wellll….
Well of course that well, of course, see, clothes…or heaven…Well (1) you’re clothes don’t have a soul. Sheesh! What were you… er, er ah, I thinkin? that’s dumb! Then the, then the hash was really wearing off and my superior intellect really started to kick in: Like…like it start to say:…
“Hey dummy…talkin to myself, see…this is frigging heaven!
“…ya know, when I lived in Oregon, I JUST KNEW God was hanging out up there…aah, too hard to explain…
“so anyway in heaven, so in heaven” I tell myself, toler…I tell myself tolerating…tolerating me: “Do you really think there’d be sweat shops spewing out conveyors of clothes? hmmmm?”
“UH, No, I answer myself, seeing the wisdom of my self’s question.”
“And in heaven, do you think there’d be anybody having to slave their lives, er, their, timelessness, away?…Indeed!” continued the erudite little puke…that I was having second thoughts about being so proud of, now that it’s me Socratic dialoguing all over my ass…OK “Indeed!” erudite me said “It’s heaven, so why would ANYone have to work!?”
Yea, of course, he was right, but he didn’t have to stress that “ANY”…a big ol’ ANYwu… that way; it was like he was saying, “It’s obvious to everyone, dummy; what’d you do catch “brain deadness” all of a sudden? Course he didn’t say that out loud, but, you see, like I said earlier, I went through primal therapy, back in the day, so I know a little bit more about myself than the average schmuck.
So that’s why I can tell when I’m being a dick to me.
Well, long story short…oh, huh, I see, way too late for that, anyway.
Well anyway, turns out that…hell now here’s where that Catholic stuff woulda actually helped me out…well, in heaven there’s no sin, no sin, means no shame, no shame means why get dressed?!
[NOTE: This monologue is clipped from a much longer audio monologue titled, “Funny Fantasy Turns Hilarious Meeting With God, Who Reveals All Reasons Behind Existence, God, Living Things; So Much More Wonderful Than Ever Imagined By Humans; and, Sadly, Because Humans Are Not Yet Capable of Even Imagining Such Love and Goodness”
SILLYMICKEL’S ORIGINAL COMEDIC-PHILOSOPHIC-SPIRITUAL MONOLOGUE, IN MP3, AUDIO CLIP FROM, AS TITLED ABOVE, CAN BE LISTENED TO BY CLICKING THE PLAYER BELOW:]
Gulf Oil Spill — Chris Matthews calls it a four – alarm fire while Mary Landrieu smirks, Brazille asks “Where’s the Fierce Urgency of Now?” I say “apocalypse emergency”
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 26, 2010
>The psychology of Extinction: Murder of untold billions through greed, laziness, egotism..well, I say, EVIL!
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 26, 2010
>Amplify‘d from openintelligence.amplify.com:
Mar 20, 2010 2:18pm by Open Intelligence
The economy works by making people selfish. Mass extinction is merely collateral damage.
Species are going extinct because humans can’t see it happening, and therefore we can’t believe it is happening. It is as simple as that.
Believing that the elephant will no longer be around is like believing that one day the sun will rise in the west and the stars will fall as rain.
We can only really get a handle on the short-term. A generation at most. Long-term planning means the next year or two. Our minds can’t cope with anything longer. That’s why we choose to govern ourselves by means of a comfortable timescale. Four years, five years: that’s Politician’s Time.
Extinction is a happening thing, as I have pointed out more than once before. But it is happening in slow motion: you don’t see a monkey turn into a man, and you don’t see an animal go extinct. It’s just that one day you notice that they haven’t been about for a few years. The current rate of extinction is one species an hour,
Which brings us to the disaster of Cites. TRead more at www.timesonline.co.uk
A prediction, if we survive without the necessary animals (& plant life), one of the most popular passtimes will be playing virtual reality games where virtual flora and fauna are nurtured and protected religiously.
Re: http://amplify.com/u/3evj @OPEN_INTEL
If it were possible you’d be exactly right! Fortunately it’s not & word from the other side is those who remain after the shift will still be playing in grass which actually tickles the toesies…
Scientists are saying we will see a 50% die-off rate (extinction) rate of species within the next 20 to 50 years, i.e., within that time, half the species we see now (or actually a few years ago) will be gone forever. To think that we will be around, at that time, even to watch video games, is the same as a doctor saying to someone “Sorry, within 20 to 50 years, half of the organs in your body will be gone. They’ll die and “fall” away.”
OK, now you tell me that that we’re going to be alive to even see what happens after this! Does no one realize how much death that means? Does no one see any interconnections between us and planetmates? The world will come to an end if bankers don’t get money, if they did away with roads, or trucks…it’s Mad Max time, right? Well, how about when the bees didn’t show up. One species of untold hundreds of thousands or more and our economy was going ape shit! What happens with hundreds of thousands of species gone forever?
Well, so sorry to disturb. Enjoy your hamburger, now.
RT @OPEN_INTEL The pyschology of tragedy – Extinction? I’m afraid haven’t got time for it http://amplify.com/u/3evj It’s not just the immense amount death, suffering and loss caused by industrial civilisation, it is the lack of lamentation which makes it even harder to take.
So, so true, Open Intelligence. It is unfathomable. I’ve written up my observations of people actually looking forward to it; even feeling celebratory about it. Is this not the biggest, most pervasive, most massive “case” of Thanatos we’ve ever seen? I look around and see a global “Will to Die”? Is that part of what you are saying…”the lack of lamentation”?
Re: http://amplify.com/u/3evj @OPEN_INTEL
We’re assuming here that death is indeed an evil…
Good point. Early thinking on the ethics of extinction presented extinctions as opportunities for new species and paths of evolution. In the normal course of things, there is no problem with a positive view of extinction. If the dinosaurs had not become extinct, humans would not have evolved. The difference with the current wave of extinctions is that they result from ecocide inflicted on the rest of creation by a single species. Neither death, nor extinction are evil, murder and ecocide are. p.s. Come to think of it, I prefer multiple evils over a single Evil.
May 25, 2010 10:44pm by Mickel Adzema:
Concerning extinction of species — ourselves and other species — which is going on, the idea is put forth that we are assuming that death is evil, which is meant, in context, to be taken spiritually, philosophically.
My reply was:
Mickel Adzema: You make the point that needs to be considered as it sits deep down in the hidden center of this particular wordpool. It’s a mind-bender and mind-stretcher when you stray down your road for sure. But after having been down it a fair number of times, both on my own as well as with companions, I find one tangible, unshakable thing, only, to still and focus my vision and guide my stance, actions, and position with surety. It’s this:
I, for one, am not assuming death is an evil. I don’t believe that death is evil at all, quite the contrary. That is a spiritual perspective; and that is a perspective about death in its essence.
But in asking the question you are making a common mistake, and in this situation a highly attractive, almost irresistible, siren soundingly powerful one.
You are mistaking, as analogy, the beautiful precise utility of a finely honed and balanced knife (e.g.) with what is really important and what is so hard to look at or fathom or even let into one’s thoughts: that is, the horrific, ghastly, unbelievably bloody and messy, grotesque, garish… infinitely hellacious and mind-drippingly insane scene that is right in front of all of us: that of the angelic young girl and her vulnerable innocent and kind-hearted mother, their bodies slashed, cut up, stabbed, gouged, even chopped and minced, and strewn widely and randomly in this ungodly lake of blood framed within this just recently homey, comforting surround of simple comfortable living room furniture and accouterments, which now, however, are awash and stained and forever nightmarish as they record in blood, guts, and other of that ilk, but of which we do not want even to know, the violence, wild aggression, horrible pain, fear, terror, and trauma of the event — the murder… the murder that was so precisely perfect in its nightmarishness as it was aided in its perfect horror by such a beautifully crafted, finely honed, exquisitely and marvelously sharp, perfectly balanced and joyous to feel, hold, and use KNIFE.
A.A. I’m saying, OK death is beautiful, and going back to God is, my belief, the highest accomplishment and culmination of a life lived well. But we’re not talking about my death or your death. We’re talking about you and I deciding, by refusing to fight back the apocalypse (merely by changing some of our greedy, wasteful, egoistic ways) the death of untold billions of other living conscious beings, indeed, of conscious things that we are not evolved enough to even be aware of. We are deciding that THEIR death, because of our actions…well, that’s not so evil, eh? Well, that’s easy for US to say. But how about them? Don’t you think they might be a tad upset that we would be deciding this FOR THEM…(Jonestown-style)?
So, A.A., you bring up the point that needs to be addressed before we can really commit ourselves to the fight and the struggle to change that is being required of us. But I offer that I have never found anyone able to shake or even threaten the principle I’ve found to stand on: God’s creation, which includes death, in His time and in the way He would have for each of us, is beauteous perfection. But, MURDER…that is, MY deciding…or ANYONE (but God) deciding for another that death is good, well… well… Isn’t that what Hitler did? what the Nazis did?
Death — not evil, may be beautiful.
Murder of untold billions through greed, laziness, egotism, hubris, and extreme lack of empathy and feeling for the feelings/consciousness of those others…. well, I say,
EVIL!
Evil beyond all imagining. Evil beyond anything ever conceived or acted ever before in the uncountable millions of years of existence of this planet.
EVIL — even the killing of the planet — its systems so perfectly balanced, so far beyond our comprehension — of a nature that is beyond our comprehension, for all we know is akin to a higher consciousness, a deva, a god, goddess. Yes, evil to murder, incredibly evil to bring to an end such things so far above and beyond our understanding that we cannot even comprehend the magnitude of that evil.
Now, that’s my conclusion, A.A. I deem that murder on a scale so huge as to be inconceivable and of beings that we have no way of knowing how great is that crime, not to mention our own species and their uncountable numbers…
Well, yea, A.A., that is something I don’t think that I want to ever think that I helped to happen…indeed it is EVIL so huge that I think that I would not feel right, ever again, in the consciousness forever after this life and after my death, if I did not expend every once of my energy while I still can/could to try to prevent, to try to stop, to work against, to struggle to keep from happening. I think that consciousness can not be destroyed — so death is not “evil” — but as we stand on the precipice of this planet murder and hugest crime of all time as far as we know before us and with us, as a species, being the cause of it… Well, friend, I can only say the worst thing that I can imagine is having an eternity of consciousness knowing that I could have been part of the solution, but I trivialized it, I used a convenient spiritual belief/teaching/awareness to rationalize it so that I could continue asleep and unaware of the horror I participated in as I chose, through being afraid to look at the immense suffering involved, to blind myself with distractions (the perfect knife, the death that is not evil), and so instead of an eternity of peace knowing that I stood against the greatest evil ever known and fought as hard as I could, although we failed… instead it could be an eternity of regret and loathing not being able to be unaware that I was a part of the horror, the monster, participated in the killing, and helped others to also, by participating in the feel-good cover-up, the blinding of eyes, the zombification of brains, as the deepest darkness ever known gradually but unmistakably arose on the horizon and came toward us, increasing in speed, becoming more fiercesome, detailed, clear, unmistakable, unavoidable, and ever harder to be blind to, ever clearer in its brutality and the suffering, and unimaginable pain in its aftermath, and so I would spend an eternity knowing, not being able to not know that I WAS it, that I became it, helped it…that I was, er, “part of the problem”… and I didn’t have to be.
How about you A.A.? Care to choose what you’d like to have sitting around in that imperishable unending forever consciousness that we’re “blessed” with?
[In fairness, AA. replied:]
A. A. Lee: Re: http://amplify.com/u/3evj @OPEN_INTEL
Check, check, check and check. All correct! As well as beautifully written… I was just pointing out one facet of the whole truth. And don’t worry about my choices, honey ~ I’ve been a loose cannon in the army of light my whole life…
[And my reply:]
Mickel Adzema lol. and… ty…ty…ok, got your point, and, yes, like I said and meant — it needed to be said and addressed, so appreciate your “voicing” it….and….
right on, sister!
>Gulf Oil Spill — Chris Matthews calls it a four – alarm fire while Mary Landrieu smirks, Brazille asks "Where’s the Fierce Urgency of Now?" I say "apocalypse emergency"
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 26, 2010
Chapter 1: “Strange Days” of Apocalypse? Or, Earth Rebirth? posted
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 24, 2010
Chapter 1: Strange Days
Apocalypse? Or, Earth Rebirth? We live in unprecedented times, times in which the possibility of ending our species in our lifetime, even eliminating all life on this planet, are very real possibilities. No other time has been like this. And the effect of this possibility of the actual end of days, so to speak, while so horrifying that we are in denial of it and hardly speak it, hangs over us and affects us in ways unique and fantastic.
We will either heroically, somehow, save our species and our planet, which will require a change of our human nature unlike anything that has been asked of our species ever before, or we will be the witnesses of the elimination of life on this planet in some way that we cannot imagine, but can only be horrific in the extreme. This clip is about facing, not denying, the unique dire character of our times and finding out what it says about us and requires of us. But also it is about what it is about our species that we — of all the other species here — are the ones, the only ones, that would bring about such a possibility. Just what is it about us that could allow us to so violate our home as to make the death of us all possible? This is something that somebody should be addressing, don’t you think? I will begin that here. Come along, if you dare. But this is not for those who would prefer to keep their heads in the sand and to sleepwalk through life. Certainly that is part of the reason that we could get to this pass; but it is doubtful that such people, in such deep denial of the signs around them, would be able to hear what is here being brought to light. But if instead you are of the type that would wish to look fiercely at the truth, no matter how horrifying it might be, and to truly witness and be awake in these most fantastic of times, then listen up. There is much here to see, and so much of it the mainstream would never touch for fear of creating a panic. Still, to survive, our species must face our problems, not look away. And there is a nobility in doing that, which is unlike any kind of noblility or heroism that has been asked of our species before. I hope, for the sake of us all, that you are one of those heroes, for we will need many in order to reverse our current downslide into oblivion.
SOMETHING’S HAPPENING
“Something’s happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear.” So goes a hugely popular song from the Sixties, sung by Buffalo Springfield. Meanwhile Jim Morrison of the rock group The Doors sang “Break on through to the other side.” A decade later John Lennon sang “Strange days, indeed . . . most peculiar, mama!” That was in the late Seventies; not long afterwards he was murdered. More recently, the group R.E.M. enjoyed enormous success singing, “It’s the end of the world, as we know it”; and then, parenthetically singing, “and I feel fine.”
For most people, I would assume that I am not telling you anything new in pointing out that our times are unique. For that matter, all times are unique — unlike any other. But what no other time has seen is the actual — not imagined — possibility, even likelihood, of the “end of the world,” that is to say, of the end of our species and maybe all life on this planet along with us. Considering just one scenario, we have the capacity, with only a minuscule amount of our nuclear weapons, to wipe out all life on this planet. (We all know this.)
>Chapter 1: "Strange Days" of Apocalypse? Or, Earth Rebirth? posted
Posted by sillymickel in History on May 24, 2010
>
So I encourage you to check out the post — especially the audio clip rendition of it — at the link below:
https://sites.google.com/site/apocalypseemergency/chapter-1-strange-days
Don’t do it for me…do it for yourself — you will feel better knowing you are arrayed with the forces of light during these dark times…that you have done something, made a start, rather than were part of the problem….but mostly do it for the ones you love. And love, that is something that you certainly do, something you know, of that I know for sure.
What follows is a sample of the text only of what is at the link:
Chapter 1: Strange Days
Apocalypse? Or, Earth Rebirth? We live in unprecedented times, times in which the possibility of ending our species in our lifetime, even eliminating all life on this planet, are very real possibilities. No other time has been like this. And the effect of this possibility of the actual end of days, so to speak, while so horrifying that we are in denial of it and hardly speak it, hangs over us and affects us in ways unique and fantastic.
We will either heroically, somehow, save our species and our planet, which will require a change of our human nature unlike anything that has been asked of our species ever before, or we will be the witnesses of the elimination of life on this planet in some way that we cannot imagine, but can only be horrific in the extreme. This clip is about facing, not denying, the unique dire character of our times and finding out what it says about us and requires of us. But also it is about what it is about our species that we — of all the other species here — are the ones, the only ones, that would bring about such a possibility. Just what is it about us that could allow us to so violate our home as to make the death of us all possible? This is something that somebody should be addressing, don’t you think? I will begin that here. Come along, if you dare. But this is not for those who would prefer to keep their heads in the sand and to sleepwalk through life. Certainly that is part of the reason that we could get to this pass; but it is doubtful that such people, in such deep denial of the signs around them, would be able to hear what is here being brought to light. But if instead you are of the type that would wish to look fiercely at the truth, no matter how horrifying it might be, and to truly witness and be awake in these most fantastic of times, then listen up. There is much here to see, and so much of it the mainstream would never touch for fear of creating a panic. Still, to survive, our species must face our problems, not look away. And there is a nobility in doing that, which is unlike any kind of noblility or heroism that has been asked of our species before. I hope, for the sake of us all, that you are one of those heroes, for we will need many in order to reverse our current downslide into oblivion.
SOMETHING’S HAPPENING
“Something’s happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear.” So goes a hugely popular song from the Sixties, sung by Buffalo Springfield. Meanwhile Jim Morrison of the rock group The Doors sang “Break on through to the other side.” A decade later John Lennon sang “Strange days, indeed . . . most peculiar, mama!” That was in the late Seventies; not long afterwards he was murdered. More recently, the group R.E.M. enjoyed enormous success singing, “It’s the end of the world, as we know it”; and then, parenthetically singing, “and I feel fine.”
For most people, I would assume that I am not telling you anything new in pointing out that our times are unique. For that matter, all times are unique — unlike any other. But what no other time has seen is the actual — not imagined — possibility, even likelihood, of the “end of the world,” that is to say, of the end of our species and maybe all life on this planet along with us. Considering just one scenario, we have the capacity, with only a minuscule amount of our nuclear weapons, to wipe out all life on this planet. (We all know this.)
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For more:
https://sites.google.com/site/apocalypseemergency/chapter-1-strange-days
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